As soon as they were out, the first thing Artemis did was look up. The sky was huge and looming. With no human-made lights near, the stars crowded the sky.
It was so bright. She wondered at even needing the sun—the moonlight shining against the sea of solar panels around them seemed like more than enough.
The wind caught in Artemis’s hair, flinging it behind her. Dirt crunched under her shoes as she walked. And over that, she could hear the faraway sounds of crickets.
Selah whooped and ran ahead of the group. She did cartwheels in the rows between panels. Everyone else walked forward slowly, turning in every direction and just taking it in.
It was beautiful.
All this time, it was that easy to leave, Artemis thought.
“We can’t rest,” Hayden said to the group. “As soon as it’s lights-o
